Old Dogs

I am a kind of an old dog in the scheme of things. I am finally learning something that I always wanted to. I now have the equipment and the motivation. It's the brain power, eyesight and the quiet that are lacking.

I'm going to learn a new trick. It's called taking a photo when the camera is set on manual. No post editing. Natural light. Real fruit and flowers.

Do you see my dinnerbell? My kids cannot hear me in the next room scream "Dinner is ready!". They have inherited selective hearing from their Daddy. They sure can hear my dinnerbell tho'. Amazing isn't it!

trees, big big trees!

Whilst the blooms were stunning today, the trees stood by, quietly preparing to unfurl their leaves. I felt that the textures and structures were best portrayed in black and white.

Bear took over my camera a few times. I wish I had another camera to catch her in action. She took some wonderful shots of the cherry trees, stalked some bumble bees with the zoom, took way too many of me from behind (which will never see light of day) and with the setting in sport mode, ratcheted up a humoungous number of photographs of quite still trees.